'Cause this music can put a human being in a trance like state and deprive it for the sneaking feeling of existing. 'Cause music is bigger than words and wider than pictures. If someone said that Mogwai are the stars, I would not object. If the stars had a sound, it would sound like this. The punishment for these solemn words can be hard. Can blood boil like this at the sound of a noisy tape that I've heard? I know one thing. On Saturday, the sky will crumble together (or something) with a huge bang to fit into the cave.
[recorded backwards at the end of the track:] What? Start spieling now? When ah shag a burd ye'd think Antartica defrosted on her bed Sometimes when ah'm puffin' hash ah get a burd tae suck my dong Often when I don't clean my knob I get my sister to lick the cheese of my helmet Everytime ah poke my arse aff ah smell shite a' day Once I was eighteen an' I had to shoot ma spunk hole, said "show 's yur beard ya slag" I used tae run aboot wi' wee guys an' a' that but ah never touched them right Once I hud tae, hud tae, slash ma da's ...... Once when .....Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
